Video Dating

Jenn sat down, wearing her favorite crop top, trying to adjust it a little.  She knew Scott couldn’t see her legs, where she was wearing pajama bottoms, but she wanted him to see what she looked like, just for him.

They started video chatting last year, during the pandemic that had everyone so scared stores were running out of toilet paper.  Here she was, a successful journalist, and she had won the eye of a student who was probably a couple years younger than her.  It had only been the past couple of months when they started video chatting with each other.

Scott had already declared that he was head over heels in love with Jenn, but she wasn’t sure.  He did suggest wearing something to emphasize her figure during the next date, so she did so.

She could only hope he wouldn’t see how nervous she was about this, an actual date.  Jenn guessed that, technically, they’d been dating for a while now, but this was the first time Scott had actually said the word “date.”

Scott came on, his eyes going up and down her screen appreciatively. “Jenn, I knew you were beautiful, but this goes way beyond that.”

Jenn smiled briefly at the compliment and thanked him.  They started talking about the normal things when Jenn realized something.  Scott had only ever said he was a student. “What is it you’re studying anyway?”

Scott sighed. “Magic.”

That had Jenn laughing. “Seriously.  Like Harry Potter and stuff like that?”

Scott shook his head. ‘No, real stuff.  I mean, for the past year, I’ve been perfecting how to make things disappear and appear. In fact, let me try something.”

Scott closed his eyes and Jenn heard a small pop next to her.  Several daffodil petals fell to the desk, but she couldn’t remember putting a daffodil anywhere around her.  Scott grunted. “That was supposed to be a whole rose for you.”

A moment later, there was another pop, and a rose did appear.  Jenn picked it up, surprised. “That’s nice.  So, what else have you been studying?  Can you show me?”

Scott hesitated. “Well, I have been studying physical vivisection.”

Jenn’s interest perked up. “Physical vivisection?  What’s that?”

Scott looked right into her eyes, although, through the camera, it was probably just that. “Do you trust me?”

Jenn nodded, not sure what he was getting at.  Scott instructed her to close her eyes and raise her hands above her head.  Jenn thought, for a moment, that he just wanted a look at her midriff, so decided to humor him.

Scott started to speak softly. “Picture a set of manacles around your wrists, pulling your body taut.”

Somehow, Jenn could actually feel like something was bound around her wrists.  She tried to move her arm, but it wouldn’t budge.  Scott went on. “Now comes the fun part, a large, steel buzzsaw comes down and makes contact with your waist, swiftly cutting through you.”

Jenn gasped as she felt something power through her.  She opened her eyes, breaking the spell.  Scott seemed panicked. “What?  What’s wrong?”

Jenn touched her middle, feeling that there was, indeed, a seam there. “I think you did something to me.”

Jenn looked around, trying to find some explanation.  No, it didn’t hurt, but she was surprised as to how good she felt.  Scott panicked. “What happened to you?”

Jenn gasped. “Let me try something.”

She put her hands on her hips and pushed down.  Her top half came clean off her bottom half, nothing dripping or anything.  Jenn looked at her lap, a little further away than usual. Scott’s eyes were ready to bug out. “Oh, baby.  I’m so sorry. I didn’t even realize that was possible.”

Jenn pushed her top half onto her lap and raised a finger with a smile.  She was getting used to it now and kind of liked the sensation. “Don’t worry.  It kind of feels really good.  Now, since we know you can do this, can you put me back together?”

Scott seemed very ashen. “Jenn, baby, I’m sorry.  I haven’t gotten that far yet.  I’m not even sure how this happened.”

Jenn shook her head with a smile. “Don’t worry.  I’m sure I can think of something that’ll make it look like I’m in one piece while you figure it out.  There are so many options.  I mean I can wear a one-piece bathing suit; I can use Velcro; I can wear really wide belts. That way only you will know about me being like this.”

Scott nodded, not sure what to say, before Jenn went on. “Meanwhile, you keep studying.  I’m sure that there are other women who’d like this kind of experience.”

And they set up the next date while Jenn looked into options to hold herself together.